The Mother of All Cash Registers!

The cookhouse is full of junk, which we plan to remove! The first item proved to be harder than expected: a National Cash Register. We believe a company of that same name in Dayton, Ohio manufactured it in 1947. Between the spray paint, rust, and broken parts, the thing is inoperable and probably worthless. Steve was able to roll out of the cookhouse, but it was so heavy he left it in the yard. Steve and Tammy's dad managed to lug the thing onto a dolly and haul it over to the dumpster in the driveway. Lifting it into the dumpster is another story. So, for now, this forties high-tech clunker is taking up space in our driveway.